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Elizabeth's Pov
I was looking between them all, wondering how they were going to respond. What they were going to ask, how they were going to ask it… All these questions were going through my mind and I kept having to look for an exit route and scan their minds occasionally to make sure they weren't planning on trying to kill me… Not that that would be possible, considering how old I am… I continued to look at them, my gaze shifting between Damon, Stephan and Rose. Rarely ever staying on Elena. Rose repeated her question.
"How old are you, Elizabeth. How old?"
I grinned, I wasn't going to tell them. No one knows how old I am… Not even Klaus. I lied smoothly. Quickly scanning Rose's mind to see how old she was.
"I'm 615…" I let my eyes water up a little just to make it more believable.
They were all staring at me, shocked. Not sure what to do. I continued to let my eyes water and the occasional tear fall out. God, I looked like such a wimp. Rose, Elena and Stephan were looking at me, sympathy dancing in their eyes.
I stole a glance over at Damon. He didn't believe me, and the scan of his mind just confirmed that. I didn't falter though or let my face and emotions give away a thing. It would be to costly. I quickly wiped the tears away, as if I didn't try and force them. I took in a shaky breath. I looked at all of them, avoiding looking at Damon. The one who I use to be so close to, who use to tell me everything that was happening with him. The person I, Elizabeth… Salvatore, looked to for advice. He could probably see through all the fake tears. He could probably see though my superb acting skills. He could probably see though it all. So at the risk of being caught out, I chose not to look at him. At Damon.
Damon's Pov
The minute she said 615 I knew she was lying. She was way older then that. Looking in her eyes I saw a hint of nervousness. Plus, she was way stronger then that age, unless some Witch has performed a spell on her to make her that strong, which I highly doubt. And she had to have a reason as to why she came back here, why she came back to us. To me.
I was still looking at her, noticing how she wasn't looking at me. It was not only confirming something but it was frustrating… I mean, who could honestly not look at me? I looked to Rose, who of course was looking at me, and saw her trying to figure something out. One thing I knew for sure, was that I couldn't let Rose figure it out. Whatever it was.
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- Kelly